Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

"My second brother is really tut tut. It's so touching that he is willing to shoot advertisements for a woman..." Pei Yiyou smiled lazily, and his eyes immediately fell on Zuo LAN: "what kind of person my second brother is, don't you understand? Even if you don't agree to do DNA, you think he really won't do it? I'm afraid there's nothing you can do then."

Zuo LAN knows that Pei Yihuan's words are true. Isn't it clear in her heart what kind of person Pei Yihuan is?

All those things in her heart emerged. Her resentment, anger, jealousy, desire and deep love for Pei Yihuan made her reason disappear in an instant. She took out her mobile phone directly and dialed it.

A moment later, the phone is connected.

"I agree to your paternity test. See you in front of ACE hospital at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

The voice fell, and without waiting for each other's words, she hung up her cell phone directly.

The mood in her heart was still a mess. All the emotions were intertwined and occupied her whole heart.

Leaning over, Pei Yiyou left a kiss on her face and hugged her body: "baby, I will help you, I will help you get what you want. In the end, you must belong to me, you must belong to me..."

Really, no woman would be like her, booing him and caring about him.

He will help her get what she wants. Of course, he will get what he wants himself, the best of both worlds

"Go away!" Zuo LAN pushed him away.

The handsome and frivolous face was full of disapproval, and still kissed her face: "baby, I love you, so I will help you!"

"It's disgusting!" Zuo LAN looked at him sarcastically and ridiculed. "Love me? Let me see how much you love me!"

"Don't worry, I have time to prove everything, including my love for you, but before that, I also want to tell you a fact." Pei Yiyou looked at her deeply: "nothing happened last night."

Hearing the speech, Zuo LAN raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was so excited that he couldn't stand it: "nothing happened?"

"I'm no longer a good man in your eyes. How can I be willing to make my image worse? You really jumped up after you were drunk, but I pushed it away!" Pei Yiyou shrugged his shoulders and retreated.

The heart suddenly loosened. Zuo LAN threw the clothes scattered on the ground onto the sofa, and then threw Pei Yiyu's clothes together with the inner library into his arms: "you can go!"

"Baby, you should remember that no matter what happens to you in the future, I will help you."

With an eyebrow, Pei Yiyou had no scruples. He put his clothes on the bed in front of Zuo Lan's face and waved his hand: "bye."

As Pei Yiyou left, there was only Zuo LAN left in the room. Her faint breath echoed in the room. In addition, there was the sound of LCD advertising.

Her eyes looked over again, still playing their lipstick ads.

Don't kiss Pei Yihuan's face, but he deliberately staggers. His thin lips contain bright red lips, kiss deeply, toss and turn

This advertising picture is playing in front of her again and again, deeply stimulating her nerves!

When you see the man you love deeply in your heart doing such affectionate and lingering actions towards another woman, the flame of jealousy spread everywhere.

Unable to bear that jealousy any more, Zuo LAN smashed the red wine glass on the table to the ground.

The transparent crystal cup collided with the marble floor. Only a crisp sound was heard, and then the crystal cup broke into pieces.

Breathing deeply, left blue smeared with red nail polish hands across the hair, slowly slipping onto the sofa.

Can't go back, can't go back, everything really can't go back

If she hadn't been together for those five years, her feelings would not be deep enough to make her crazy, but now she can't go back

Not only does she need Pei Yihuan, but Feier also needs Pei Yihuan!

She has no parents since childhood, so she can understand the pain and want a family!

Philippe and her as like as two peas, so she can understand!

If... If... If Mo Wan doesn't come back... They will still live together very happily!

More probably... More probably... She and Yihuan are married!

Blame Mo Wan, really blame Mo Wan, all the responsibility is on Mo Wan!

On the black Rolls Royce.

Mo Wan's eyes fell on Pei Yihuan and opened his mouth in surprise: "who called?"

"Zuo lan..." Pei Yihuan pulled his thin lips and slowly spit out two words.

Hearing the speech, Mo Wan's face raised a touch of joy: "did sister Zuo LAN really agree? Great!"

Pei Yihuan surrounded her body and sprayed all the hot breath on her head: "even if she doesn't agree, it doesn't matter much..."

"I know." Mo Wan nodded, "we can naturally do that in private, but if we really do that, we feel like a thief in our heart."

When the big hand accidentally touched Mo's hot arm, he probed her forehead: "you have a fever, go to the hospital."

"No, I just want you to accompany me like this. Don't go to the hospital."

Facing the coquettish and sticky Mo Wan, Pei Yihuan's heart softened and hugged her body: "go back to Pei's house and feed you medicine..."

"OK." Mo Wan leaned lazily on his strong chest, a little weak: "my head is a little stuffy."

The voice just fell. Pei Yihuan's slender fingers had fallen on Mo Wan's forehead and gently kneaded them. Junting's eyebrows were slightly picked: "didn't you sleep well last night?"

"The air conditioner is turned on a little low and a little stuffy." between words, her face snuggled closer to his chest.

The masculine smell from him wrapped her, warm and reassuring, so that she wanted to have a good sleep.

As if she was aware of her thoughts, Pei Yihuan's low voice fell to her ear: "sleep, I'm here..."

The body was a little uncomfortable. Even her head was dizzy. Coupled with a burst of sleepiness, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted a whole day. When Mo Wan opened his eyes again, he had returned to Pei's house, and the street lights outside the window were on.

Suddenly, a small sound fell into her ears. She looked vaguely along the sound and saw Pei Yihuan sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was playing with.

Still curious, he got up, his tall body sat by the bed, and his eyes fell on her: "drink porridge."

Mo Wan's eyes fell on Pei Yihuan like that. He had just bathed for a while, and the water droplets on his hair had not dried. He was wearing white short sleeves and casual trousers. He looked at home. "